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Chix and Money, redux
So I'm @ Starbux yesterday, and while I'm waiting for my coffee, I strike up a conversation with this girl. She's probably mid-20's or so, pretty much average across the board. I had my work badge on, and she asked what I did. I told her, and of course she didn't what a 'systems engineer' was (kinda like a janitor, but for computers - but I didn't say that). The she asks "Are you rich?" Huh? I was floored. I asked what she meant - give her a 2nd chance in case she's some insane jesus freak or something - and she says "Do you make a lot of money?"
I think I'm "Ok" in the looks department and I make "Ok" money, although I'm no Jack Olsen, Nostatic or Motion, and those who have met me can attest that I certainly don't dress to impress (shoe size notwithstanding). I don't even own a watch, much less a 5-figure blinger. The closest thing I have to jewelry are some silver fillings, and I've been getting those replaced with composite as time goes on. I don't even have a cell phone.
I drive an M3 during the week, a '95 that I rarely wash. The only bling on it is a carbon fiber intake that I made myself. The rest of the time I drive one of my VW buses.
My house is average. All of my furniture is hand-me-down except my mattress set and my washer and dryer.. The only "lavish" expediture at my house is my shop, but only other car guys would notice that.
So what is it about me that brings out the gold digger in women? Does my implied implied frugality signal to them that I have oodles of cash in a Swiss account somewhere? (I don't - I spent it all on the 911 and the shop)
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'03 E46 M3
'57 356A
Various VWs
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